What am I and What have I become? I ask these questions once in a while… whenever I feel like running from what I need to do. whenever i feel the burden and the fear returning… and I tell you, it keeps returning! I never got the answers… but … i am here. and .. [...]
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Stop! Don’t judge me yet. I weep in words, The tear-circus is out of town, Its been too long. And would you notice? that, I bleed for relief, from patches of happiness and sorrow, and search for darkness, in this emotional de-light. I believe in the fate that has been constructed for me – walls [...]
Every tree, green and yellow are now grayed out by the snow. the hills have suddenly grown older – look wiser. Watching the fields, with seeds of life – lying underneath – awaiting patiently for their turn to rise with the sun, gives me a strange sense of relief. I look at them from within [...]
i know it always has to be me have to come running after you you might look at me as if i were a beggar that’s why you don’t notice me sometimes i feel, that i love you too much but maybe all of this, it’s not enough ‘coz you don’t say anything at all [...]
Forever can’t be never, ask me, clever – i am, not. graver made the frost to rust, so… it melt into red water, that washed away – our trust. now i sit here watching, … what … b u d u t g t e o n s o e h r create a [...]
i can’t tell whats going on between u n me but one thing is for sure – my heart is burning cut it apart now
important, it seems, is always what others do and I have never wanted to relate my happiness as a difference of what people have to go through. Is important necessary? Really?
If everyone got what they deserved, the world would be a different place it could be better it could be worse but it would be different, that’s for sure some say, if you hang on, you might see the truth don’t stop trying, never quit some say, if you move along, you might find your [...]
what goes in must come out what is done shall be undone every thing that happens every fuckin event is just another form of energy constantly changing itself and as is said can never be created, nor destroyed So if u r happy all the time u’d want to be sad and if u’r sad [...]
Honesty is the new ‘stupidity’
Posted: March 29, 2010 in irony, life style, poetryTags: honest, lie, stupid, truth
we are so much used to lies in each and every moment of our lives that it hurts each time we hear the truth if i am late, i cannot say i was lazy u’d probably like it the other way so i’d rather say something came up something more “important” if you offer me [...]
I wish i hadn’t woken up tonight like i always do, chasing after you! I can’t find my notes – my blind lines neither my pen or a paper to fight with the hurricane in my mind. Been playin games, on facebook for a while and I’m getting dark ugly circles under [...]
Hard wired in my brain: Happiness is when you win. But then I hate to win all the time – Which is one way of saying that I’m lazy. Happiness is when the people you love win… If I listen to what you are going through, I would rather work to make it [...]
Laugh, and the world laughs with you; Weep, and you weep alone. For the sad old earth must borrow it’s mirth, But has trouble enough of its own. Sing, and the hills will answer; Sigh, it is lost on the air. The echoes bound to a joyful sound, But shrink from voicing care. Rejoice, [...]
So much in my head So much and I don’t know what it is! I’m always trying to escape. So much thoughts So much in my mind and I can’t get anywhere! I am trapped! I can’t do anything. Emotional distress! My heart keeps running, constant anger, painful irritation! My soul keeps crying. My eyes [...]
It seems that I’ve been living unconsciously as if I were in a dream as if to get a choice: if the dream turns out to be bad, I shall wake up, and … if it turns out to be good, I shall keep sleeping…
I like the creations of Pablo Neruda, he writes naturally, and truthfully. Like in this poem: at first read this might sound like he’s being selfish – “if you don’t love me, i won’t love you either”, and in the second read, it might sound like, he’s being lazy or he doesn’t know what he’s [...]
I look out of the window see you standing in the cold. Its getting dark. A final smile, wave of hands… Off i go! I’m already missing you…
If i can’t find a mood to write, I sit down and read. This is how I feel right now, a wonderful poem by E.E.Cummings. i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart)i am never without it(anywhere i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing,my [...]
“It has two parts, the dark side full of demons and god on the top.. and then, the beautiful, side full of light – where evil walks.”
I stand alone weathered, dust and bones; death has long gone and life is yet to come. Broken veins standing out, piercing me deep yet i feel no pain; resurrection – it seems but a long rest, a bait! Yet i’m not tired to wait; what else has a dead wood to do, but [...]
